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Hard core goth

(First attempt at drawing them, so it's not good)

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Honestly, in naruto I kinda wish that none of them ended up with who they originally had a crush on. Not just because its unrealistic (it's anime, when is it ever realistic?) But because they all change so much from the first time that we meet them, but too many of them already have crushes by the time that we do meet them and then its just like: here's the person you're gonna marry around the age of 19, and all have kids around the same age so they can be on teams together, very little variation here!

Like, Ino and Naruto were one of the only ones to have to change crushes, everyone else kinda just acted like they were Pokémon catchers and said "I choose you" to their first ever crush and then eventually ran away with their prize.

(But i guess one can only expect so much from an action anime)

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not overly happy with how this turned out, but there’s really nothing else I want to do with it… so posting it is

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Normal robin au, reverse robin au. Nah, give me jumbled robin au.

Put their names on a wheel and spin it and see what happens. Hell, have a little fun with it and throw Duke into the mix as well with the other five

(It is 12 in the afternoon and I have not gone to bed yet... so yeah. I cannot be trusted to make sane ideas)

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Will you be updating spirits? No pressure just a bit curious.

I am planning on continuing it, I just got kinda sick of writing harry potter for a little while (plus, college) but I will be getting back to it once I finish the fics im doing right now. I actually have been looking at GoF recently and been thinking about writing Spirits.

Though, before I write it I am going to go back and edit books 1-3 to get all of the spellings where I want them, and to refamiliarize myself with the story after so long.

So, it may be another minute, but it is coming

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Little Golden Trio sketches I did so that if I decide to redraw some movie scene I have a set style

Let me know what you think and if you want more 💚

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Reference panel used

Impulse issue #1 panel redraw

DC Drawings Masterlist

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Impulse issue #1 panel redraw

DC Drawings Masterlist

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I offer up my angsty The Summer Hikaru Died edit here, becuase TikTok is not appreciating it as it should (part two)

I really love how as the manga keeps progressing, you see long before he ever says it aloud that to Yoshiki Hikaru and 'Hikaru' have truly become different people to him, and that he wants 'Hikaru' to be able to live as he is even if it means taking on all the "sins" for himself. That he doesn't want 'Hikaru' to be Hikaru anymore, that he's fine with them being monsters together

Part one

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I offer up my angsty The Summer Hikaru Died edit here, becuase TikTok is not appreciating it as it should (part one)

Part two

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Hi, I was scrolling through Ao3 (as one does) and saw that there was a week for these two idiots (affectionate) held last year, and with the anime coming out and more people finding out about it, I was wondering if anyone would want to have one held this year as well.

Would be held Oct. 25 - October 31 (not the usual set up for weeks like this, I know, but I wanted it to end on Halloween since this is a horror manga)

(To host this I would like either 100 yes votes, 10-15 followers for this account, or a mix of both, just so that I know that people are actually interested)

A link will be added here for information on the fic/art week with prompts and other info if it is to be held

Let me know what you think!

(Make sure to reblog and follow if you want it to happen so that it reaches more people)

Link to prompt list (if held) [will appear when the poll is done]

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[Part 1]

Little Brothers

Jason was looking for Tim. This wasn't an overly uncommon thing to occur, Tim was one of the few bats that Jason truly liked and tolerated most days, the kid being absolutely terrifying when anyone paif any sort of attention to the things that he did. If there was information out there to be had, then it was more than likely that he already had it or could within moments of being asked.

If he and Jason were to work together, the younger would only slightly frown if it ended in death, though not lecture like most bats would, not when he was nearly just as violent as Jason himself (someone gave the kid a rocket launcher once, Jason doesn’t think he's ever been closer to a heart attck then he was the day that he learned of this)

When it came to working with the bats, Tim was one of the most likely ones that you would find Jason alongside these days. So, it was no suprise when he was at the manor looking for the kid now, even if it didn’t have anything to do with a case.

When he found the younger vigilante, the other was in his room, cleaning what looked to be camera lenses on his bed, a nice bag at the teen's side.

"Planning some late night stalking?" Jason asked, hoping to catch the other off guard and make him jump.

No such luck.

Tim doesn't even bother looking up as he moves onto the next lense.

"We both know that out of the two of us you are the one more likely to follow people around taking pictures, Mr. Having my pictures on his wall so that he sees me when he wakes up in the morning," Tim responds, a slight smirk in his voice as he reminds the other of Jason’s first few months back in Gotham. It wasn’t exactly a time that he was proud of. "But no, me and Duke are going to the park. I want to take some candids and he needs a different location to write his current assignment."

And the answer is so simple and mundane in nature that Jason almost laughs, because of course those two would be going out to do something normal when most of the others in the family couldn't be in the same room without it turning into something pertaining to vigilantism. He would never admit out loud that it was nice to see.

Tim pauses for a moment, finally looking up to meet the other’s gaze. "You could come if you want, take a look at the paper when Duke finishes it, bring your own book and read in the meantime."

And the thing was, that actually did sound nice, it really did, but something about it all bugged the older of the two reds.

"What about Damian?" Jason asks. "The Deomon Brat not want to tag along?"

He knows that they don't exactly get along, but he also sees enough to know that this is something that the sword user would like to change, even if he doesn't know how.

Tim only shrugs though, nonpullsed.

"I didn't really feel like dealing with the gremlin today," is all that the boy says on the subject, it even as he tries to hide it, Jason can see the hurt there.

Idiots, the both of them.

"You should ask him."

Tim scoffs. "Since when are you running around playing adult?" The teen asks as he pushes up from the bed, slinging his camera bag gently over his shoulder.

"Since when are you running around playing chicken?" Jason asks in retort.

And Tim stops then, something sad in his gaze.

"I have tried with him Jason," the younger says tiredly, sounding much older than his years. "He doesn't want me around, and I've lost too much to try and keep people that don't want to be there."

And wasn’t that something that Jason knew all too well, he had died after all trying to do just that.

Jason sighed. "Let me grab a book."

Tim smiled then, brighter then he ever had before Duke had come along but still dimmer than what has been shown in the months since the meta's arrival.

Damian walked away quickly before either of them could know that he had over heard it all.

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The air is pleasant on the skin of the three vigilantes as Duke and Jason sit down on a blanket in the shade, while the pair glanced up from each of their works every now and then to watch Tim running around the park with a camera in hand, even as it always took each of them a few moments too long to find the teen as he slipped in and out of the shadows like the student of Lady Shiva that he was.

"You spoke to him earlier today about Damian, didn't you?" Duke asks suddenly after a while, though it isn’t much question at all. Jason turns to look at the other, his eyes a bit wider than he would like them to be even as Duke isn't looking at him at all but the teen in question that they were speaking of, as best as he cpuld that was. "He only gets this assassin like when an al Ghul is involved."

"I tried to get him to invite Damian," Jason admits.

Duke nods, the simple movement making him loose sight of Tim. "Today marks a year since Tim had to watch two of his friends die in front of him, him and the third almost dying with them." Duke could hear the intake of breath that he got at that. "He never got to bury them, Tim and Pru had to leave the bodies behind in that desert. But, Tim wanted to do something normal today to honor them because even though Tim had been on that mission to save Bruce, Owens had wanted to save Tim.

"You get that don't you, Damian?"

Damian flinched, stepping out from where he had been hiding behind the tree that the siblings had set up in front of. Jason sighed, knowing that he should have expected something like this.

"How did you get here?" The eldest asked, making sure he hadn't missed a child hiding in the trunk or something.

Damian made a small tick noise. "Pennyworth has excellent driving skills."

"Tim not inviting you today only had a small bit to do with you, Damian," Duke continues, sounding a bit like Tim as he does so. "For him, today is a day of mourning, he didn't want anyone to make it worse."

"I wouldn't have," Damian says then, something like horror slipping into his voice at even the thought of doing so.

"You have before," Duke says bluntly, cuttingly, protectively of the Robin that he had looked up to in the sky and admired long before he ever called him a brother. The one that brought him hope enough to take on the name for himself with the others even without the training that Batman's Robins had possessed.

Jason and Damian turn quickly to look at the teen then, confusion and hurt in both their gazes at the thought.

"When Superboy died, Tim changed the colors of the Robin suit to that of colors of mouring. A testament to his grief," the teen says factually, as if it wasnt a heartbreaking sort of thing to say, speaking a bit too much like the third Robin himself. "He took out all of the green then, leaving only Kon's colors. When the suit was taken from him, he could have chosen multiple other names and suits that have been used and discarded over the years, but the one that he did choose was of the very same colors that had been taken from him. Even out of the suit he still wears them, black suits with red ties even as green is his favorite color."

The three looked at him then, gazes sweeping across the field as they found the teen sneaking up upon a butterfly and taking a picture of it, and found that Duke was right, Tim wa wearing a deep red sort of hoodie with black pants.

Damian felt shame was over him then as he thought of the way in which he had gloated so proudly when he had worn the suit in the cave that day as both himself and Richard had watched Timothy fall apart before them, talking of a father lost in the timestream. He thought that he might have deserved worse then the strike across the face that he had gotten out of it all, even if Timothy likely felt guilt for the action now.

Damian slipped away before the teen ever knew that he was there at all.

(Tim had known since Alfred first followed them from the manor)

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When Tim searches the manor for Damian, it takes him longer than he would have liked to finally find the other boy, the child sitting outside in grass of the front yard, looking up at the sky as if seeing something that no one other than he could. Maybe he was.

Damian doesn't look up as the older boy sits next to him on the grass.

"I don't hate you," Tim says as he looks off to the side , running a hand through the short grass around them both.

"I know," is all that the younger says in return, short and simple and something that they each knew was as much the truth as it was a lie.

They sit together for a long while, the wind kissing kindly at their skin as the only noise the surroend them was the sound of a pencil scratching against paper as Damian drew. Tim didn't look at the other until the noise stopped.

Damian held out the piece of paper to the other, watching as Timothy took it slowly into his grasps as if expecting that the child would steal it away before he ever got the chance to see it.

When Tim looked down at the sketch he felt his breath catch in his throat.

The drawing was that of Robin flying through the skies of Gotham, a grief stricken sort of smile on his lips that still managed to be bright. Tim knew that if the drawing had been rendered in full color, that their would not be a stroke of green upon it.

The suit wasn't perfect, some of the details a bit wrong with the version of Tim's suit that had so clearly been drawn from memory rather than a photograph or anything of the like. Tim thought that these imperfections made it more bearable to look at as the memories of one of the worst years of his life were brought so close to mind. It separated them in a manner that a photo could never have.

"Can I keep this?" Tim asks softly, holding the paper in his hands as if it were something precious that he didn’t know if he could part with if he was asked to. Holding it lightly in his grasps just in case he was made to anyways, with judt enough force so that the wind did not steal it away.

Damian nods.

Tim stands then, noticing immediately how the younger boy’s shoulders tensed with something like disappointment. Tim only holds out his hand to the child then.

"Come, Duke and I are going to watch a movie in a few minutes and you're coming too."

And Damian smiles then as bright as a child like him truly could as ge took that outstretched hand for the first time in his life, letting the other pull him to his feet as he knew that it meant far more than just this moment.

Tim laughs when the boy asks if Alfred the cat can join them, but says yes nonetheless.

(Little brothers, huh)

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let the past be the past (till its weightless)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67361911

Summary:

When Rumi dies, she does so with two souls within her chest, one being her own and the other having been given to her by someone that she never got the chance to love as she should have been allowed to. When offered a chance at reincarnation she takes it, wanting a kinder ending for them both. Sometimes the fates are cruel in the way that they have history repeat itself. —- Or: Rumi dies and she reincarnates as Rin Okumura, a half demon in one life and the next, not that Rin knows of this until the seal on the Koma sword breaks.

[Had the idea because they are both half demons that use swords and hunt other demons]

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Kpop Demon Hunters react to Rumi as Rin Okumura (Reincarnation au)

Had the idea since they're both half demons that hunt of there demons

Link to Tumblr post with fic info following this idea

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The Saja Boys and Celine react to the future

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Have You Heard (About the Flightless Bird) podfic

Summary: When Ra's al Ghul reaches out to the bats, asking for them to mediate a meeting between the high ranking members of the League of Assassins that he wanted to hold in Gotham, they agree, hoping for a chance to gleam information from the shadow society. Tim doesn't show up though, at least not in the way that they had expected.

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You Were Kind I Was Cruel (In Another Life Maybe I Was You) podfic

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Summary:

The current members of the Teen Titans host a concert as a charity event, one where all of the young heroes perform in costume before not only civilians but also other heroes. The core four members of Young Justice (98) all preform together, nothing can go wrong from that right? —- Or, the mentors/ families of Tim, Kon, Cassie, and Bart get called out for how they acted towards the kids back in the 1998 Young Justice comic run, and realize just how badly they screwed up back then.

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